I Am A Drunkard From Another Kind

In Love’s Country, Language Doesn’t Have Its Place. Love Is Mute.

Listen . Keep Silent . You Are Not Gods Mouthpiece. Try To Be An Ear.

There Is Someone Who Looks After Us From Behind The Curtain. In Truth We Are Not Here, This Is Our Shadow.

At Every Moment, Love's Voice Talks To Us From Left And From Right. All We Have To Do Is To Know How To Listen.

The World Is Like A Courtroom, With God As Our Judge. We Are Called Upon To Fulfill Our Covenant With God, Who Asked, "am I Not Your Lord?" To Which We Answered, "yea." And Since Here On Earth We Are On Trial, Our Every Word And Action Form The Witness To And The Evidence Of That Agreement.